Afraid of Rainbows | A Poem by Guy Farmer

Behind a stern moustache he wasAfraid of rainbows. They destroyedThe natural order of imposedDominance and rigid structure.A sneer dismisses all vestiges ofHope and fancy as a child layingOn his back, admiring clouds on aBalmy day and jabbing a fork in hisForearm to displace enjoyment.Stop the fun, halt the relish,Live where dreams go to die,An unreturned greeting.